Sullivan, your mouth is the best! Mary proved me wrong; I betrayed the forces of Heaven to have my family, my happiness, back. I loved feeling his cum inside me. We both came so hard that afternoon. Both her top and bra were gone, her perky breasts bouncing with my husband’s hard thrusts. The Devil’s Pact
by mypenname3000
edited by Master Ken
Copyright 2014
The Devil’s Pact Side Story: Tiffany Wants a Nooner
Note: This takes place during Chapter 34, following Tiffany Sullivan. Missy’s boyfriend Damien also lived with us, along with their sex slaves: Dawn and Mrs. 29 sped the entire way to Parkland, sirens blaring; there were some nice perks to having your very own police bodyguards. I smiled fondly, remembering when we were first married, before Shannon was born. I glanced at Sean. “What are you doing with my husband!” I shouted with mock anger. “Go on, Miss Jones,” he urged as he fucked her pussy. I glanced at Sean. and Mrs. “Thank you, Mr. I loved my husband, but he looked his age, unlike me, and his waistline had lost the war against middle-age.
